(The Child speaks for the first time, its intention clear.) Why of all curses, This curse? The curse Of Silence The skies did not darken Nor did the smiles fade And so was stolen the innocence A cage born within a cage Consecrate Then desecrate My reasons of existence Violate And martyr me Keep the sacred river flowing Who's to be blamed? When one's right Is another's wrong What control was given To the insects washed Away by the storm Where is the truth? The essence of all pursuits Etched in our nature The future written At all costs we pursue Who is the Doer? Am I the Deceiver?! And now I watch myself ascend As I tear apart... I know what's right and wrong Yet my anger compels me What's mine cannot be me My sorrow commands me No price too high to pay Why won't they play their own game Not a single soul shall be left behind To hate and curse my name! Curse my name! Consecrate Then desecrate My reasons of existence Violate And martyr me Keep this sacred river flowing The consequence Of guilt and shame Will not change a single thing Chosen to fall Destined to fail I shall bear all their sins!